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I'm picking up stuff around the house. I loaded the washer with white clothes and, of course, I'm always loading the dishwasher.
I need a new dishwasher. It's not getting my dishes clean. I can't afford one, though, 'cause
I'm in the poorhouse now.
I've got to go do the dreaded tea making and maybe start some spaghetti. I need to go outside and put water in the birdbaths. They dry up so quickly.
Speaking of birds, I looked out my kitchen window and saw a tufted titmouse land on a branch nearby and start singing. Then he flew off.